Royal Palace, Norvale - Tuesday Morning - 8:47 AM
Prince Alexander stood in his private chambers, staring at the sealed letter that had been delivered by his personal guard just moments ago. The seal was unmistakable....Lord Marcus's personal insignia pressed into crimson wax.
A summons. Private. Immediate. No witnesses.
Alexander's hands trembled slightly as he broke the seal and read the brief message:
Alexander,
Present yourself in my private study at 9:30 AM. Come alone. Tell no one of this meeting.
—Marcus
Gregory appeared from the adjoining room, his expression worried. "Your Highness? You look pale. What is it?"
"Marcus wants to see me," Alexander said quietly, showing Gregory the letter. "Private meeting. Immediate."
Gregory's face went ashen. "Your Highness, this is....."
